There are, in my opinion, two ways of seeting yourself up for the day: one is a full British breakfast [without egg, for me] and the other is a freshly squeezed Sicilian orange juice. On the right you see the first of the season:
As I've mentioned before, no self-respecting Sicilian barman will squeeze a non-Sicilian, out-of-season orange and, even though the orange season started a month ago, our local bar did not deem the fruit good enough for juice until this week. And long may things continue thus!
2 comments:
Spremuta!
I'm jealous, I want to be back there.
Have a good weekend, Welshcakes!
Hello, Peter. When were you here? Hope you're having a good weekend, too.
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